Golden Shell- When Leaves Leave
Wednesday, 22. November 2006, 00:30:22
Inspired by Lokutus dear Prime.
This is november. Tree leaves began to fall in about October and now, there're just some lonely dry leaves waving reluctantly in the chilly winter wind. Nobody knows where're the rest of them go- for here in Harbin, tree leaves are easily blown away by the strong wind.
Roaring wind come and go,
Flying leaves to and fro,
From their dear mother,
To somewhere I don't know.
Off they go.
Leaving their mother home.
Without a word of farewell,
Without a road to follow.
Little leaves leave,
in the dancing chilly wind.
They've always been,
A part of my childhood dream.
Little leaves fly,
everywhere, up to the sky.
Under the beautiful winter sunshine,
Their image in my heart will never die...
Poem end here. I'll recall and write something about my childhood later...
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